The Yin soldiers scattered and fled, and they no longer had the heart to encircle and suppress He Yunye. However, He Yunye also raised the Divine Drawing Long Knife in his hand without hesitation. The furious blade, as in the past, once again climbed ferociously on the blade.

"What are you doing? Why don't you stop?"

Far away, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, and the embarrassed Riyou God finally stabilized his figure. When he raised his eyes and saw He Yunye, who had raised the butcher's knife again, he couldn't help but shout angrily.

"What are you going to do? They don't matter to you. Why don't you stop?"

"Hmph! Today, these millions of Yin soldiers are going to die! This hall promises that no one will be spared!"

He Yun also showed a resolute expression. The coldness in his eyes is like ice for thousands of years, and it will not melt all year round.

Before, the words of the god of the day reminded him. Although this Yin soldier is different from a flesh-and-blood cultivator, it should also belong to the category of living beings. In this way, the meaning of these millions of Yin soldiers will be very different to him.

Since beating him to obtain the Divine Guiding Knife, although the Divine Guiding Knife has shown quite spirituality, it has not been able to communicate with him, and can only convey some vague clarity to the outside.

In He Yunye's opinion, this is very abnormal. At first, it may be understood that God was reluctant to communicate with him. But with several heart-to-heart exchanges, He Yun can also feel that God induces recognition and dependence on him.

In this way, there is only one possibility left, although the sword soul of the god is not necessarily the same as the ghost sword soul, it has been shattered to the point of imminent death. But certainly, it has also been hurt by unsustainable damage.

And it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to repair the damage suffered by the sword soul. Like the ghost knife and sword soul, the opportunity to return to the furnace and rebuild it is very rare, and it is extremely rare.

Moreover, the situation of the ghost sword and sword soul is different from that of the divine guide. The Divine Knife Soul knew too much, and what he desperately wanted to know could also allow him to know more about his grandmother with ulterior intentions. Therefore, he is reluctant to do half a way to damage the memory of the sword soul.

Therefore, even if he figured out this, He Yun was somewhat at a loss for a while about the current situation of the Divine Knife Soul.

And right now, it seems that there is a chance to repair it, and it is in front of him.

That is, use these millions of Yin soldiers to launch the "Reverse Refining God Casting Forbidden Technique!"

This "Reverse Practice of the Divine Casting Forbidden Technique" is an extremely anti-heaven evil method. It is rumored to have been created by a generation of refining ghost genius Zuo Dao Zhenren. It's just that because this technique is too hurtful, it was banned as soon as it came out.

Strangely, this evil art, after endless years, is still well preserved, has not been destroyed in the slightest, and there are copies of it among the major forces.

"Reverse Refining God Casting Forbidden Technique" is very powerful, with incredible repair power. According to the introduction of the technique, it is absolutely possible to repair the soul of the sword unscathed.

It's just that in order to launch this technique, it is necessary to sacrifice millions of living beings. With the power of the primordial fetus hidden in his body, he can repair against the sky. In other words, it is necessary to extract the life energy, yuan energy, soul energy and other life essence of millions of living beings to repair artifacts and provide energy.

If he is on the mainland, not to mention that he He Yun is only a prince of the country, even if he is the first person in the mainland, he will never dare to do such a thing that betrays morality and black heart. Millions of cultivators, killed on the battlefield, no one will have a trace of complaints. But it would be crazy to sacrifice millions of living beings just to repair a certain artifact.

At that time, I am afraid that there is only one way to go, which is to cut myself off from the world.

But now, no one knows him in this underworld. But there are no such restrictions. In the cultivation world, the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle! Violating the ban with martial arts has been like this for eternity. The so-called cruelty is the evil deeds that are exposed to the mouths of the people, and the evil deeds that no one knows about are just passing moments.

Rumble!

With his legs bent slightly, He Yunye's figure suddenly rose to the ground. Looking at the crowded and pushing Yin soldiers in front of him, He Yun was also expressionless, and when a faint line of blood wrapped around the blade, the violent sword gang, with a wave of skyrocketing qi, slashed down.

The sword that slashed the sky and killed the earth, tore through the sky, cleared the four fields, illuminated a side of the sky, and slashed angrily. Countless Yin soldiers, with panicked expressions on their faces, were smashed under the sword. Boom, boom, boom, the chaotic times pierced through the air, and on the dark and invisible earth of the underworld, a tragic gap stretched into the distance.

"You bastard!"

"Let's go together! Kill him!"

"Kill!"

The eight ghosts had red eyes, looking at the tens of thousands of Yin soldiers who died in an instant. He had no intention of running away anymore, and turned towards He Yun with a crazy expression.

"Stop! Go back! You're no match for him! Get out of here!"

The Riyou God, who rushed towards him waving his three-pronged strands, couldn't help but shout with a frightened expression.

"No, I can't. Still too slow. ”

I don't care about the ghost generals who pounce on me, as well as the god of the day. He Yun also looked at the Yin soldiers who had been emptied again in the distance, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

After a moment of hesitation, a trace of helplessness flashed in He Yun's eyes, and a body martial art that he was extremely reluctant to perform flowed in his body.

"Purgatory Trapped Dragon Step!"

The long knife was raised, and the sky within a radius of several miles suddenly became darker and darker. Five thick black iron chains, full of demonic energy, extended from the void, instantly locking He Yunye's hands, feet and neck, and locking him firmly in this square inch.

Feel the familiar feeling of cold restraint coming from your body. The corners of He Yun's eyes twitched fiercely, and then, his eyes were full of malice, and he looked at the ghost general and the Sun Wandering God who rushed over.

"Wait for today, although you have no regrets!"

Roar!

A hideous roar suddenly rose through the air. The demon barrier rose, and a crimson dragon with a scale and a body length of 100 feet roared in the sky, coiling He Yun inside.

He Yun's face suddenly turned red, his roots were green, and he burst out of his body, and a tragic resentment that wanted to tear the sky apart was condensed in the void, like a storm, and erupted out. It's like a trapped dragon in the abyss, fighting to the death!

"Slash, slash, slash, slash! slash!"

The sound of resentment filled the air. In an instant, just an instant, countless huge sharp blades, like silver bottles bursting with water slurry, poured down from the high heavens in all directions. Like a natural disaster, the sky was shattered in an instant, and endless winds roared out and raged.

"Oh no! Retreat!"

"Block!

"Kill! Lao Tzu fought with him!"

The eyes were full of swords, and the eight ghost generals and the gods of Riyou were trembling all over, and in the blink of an eye, they were drowned in the endless swords.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of the roaring waves lasted for a long time before it stopped.

In the sky, five dark iron chains had disappeared without a trace. He Yun also gasped slightly, looking towards the earth. As far as the eye can see, the dark earth obscured by the thick yin air has been completely exposed to the field of vision. Wounds, ravines, and broken blades, nothing else.

Millions of Yin soldiers are gone!

Silently watched the empty land. Tightening his hand, as if suddenly there was a heavy divine knife, He Yunye's eyes flashed with a hint of expectation. A trace of throbbing and discomfort in my heart gradually subsided. In the final analysis, he never treated these millions of Yin soldiers as living beings.

"Huh?"

With a light sigh, He Yun also suddenly turned his head to look, only to see that in the empty air on his side, with wisps of yin qi converging, a familiar tall ghost figure appeared in front of him again.

"The God of the Sun?"

He Yunye's brows furrowed deeply unconsciously.

"Could it be that you are really immortal?"

Riyoushen ignored He Yunye, looked at the ground under his feet with blank eyes, and slowly descended with a line of tears.

Clenched his fists, and the god of the day wandered and cried blood:

"Ben Shuai hates it! If not, a battle millions of years ago, how could Ben Shuai let you ruin millions of living beings in my underworld!"

He Yun also heard this, narrowed his eyes, and subconsciously asked:

"What happened millions of years ago?"

It wasn't the first time he'd heard the word a million years ago. Millions of years ago, there was turmoil in the continent, and since then, there has been no god realm powerhouse in this world. And this underworld seems to have been affected as well.

Now that I think about it, this day Youshen is one of the top ten ghosts in the underworld, protected by the power of the death world, and his strength is indeed too low. Even if the ghosts in the underworld are slow to cultivate, they should at least have the cultivation of the level of a godless general. And this ghost handsome's current cultivation is probably similar to that Chang Zhiyuan.

"What does this have to do with you!"

Riyoushen turned his head and shouted. The grief and indignation between his expressions can be seen at a glance.

"Yes! It really has nothing to do with the main hall. ”

He Yun also nodded indifferently. The god in his hand drew the knife and raised it again. He still doesn't believe it, this ghost thing can really not be killed. As for what happened millions of years ago, it doesn't matter if you know it or not, let it be.

"Haha!

Riyoushen suddenly looked crazy and laughed wildly. The momentum on his body quickly climbed.

"That's it, that's it. Today, even if he loses his life, he should ask for an explanation for the compatriots who died. ”

Woooo

Seeing that He Yun was about to make a move with the Sun Wandering God, without warning, the entire Yongyu, and even the entire world of the dead, suddenly filled with an indescribable aura of sadness.

He Yun also raised his eyes, only to see that countless ghosts were densely packed, and they couldn't help but float up, looking up at the sky and screaming sadly. For a time, the entire underworld was wrapped in the sound of grief.

Boom! Boom!

Thunder rolled, a gloomy sky, viscous black rain, as if pouring down, washed down towards the earth. As far as the eye can see, it seems that the sky is also crying.

"This ...... What's going on?"

The god of the day, who was ready to fight to the death, tried to control the sadness in his heart, and looked at the sky in amazement and asked. The black rain was all over the body, but it couldn't stop it at all.

The essence was in the air, blocking the washing of the rain, He Yun's eyes flickered, and his body took off, heading towards the higher Nine Heavens. Instinctively, he felt that all this was related to the Bloody Buddha.